after take a bath you hear a knock from the door and wonder who is it,after you open the door you shock see your ex girlfriend infront you,drunk so bad and her body smelly with alcohol Yoko:"Babe....Hiccupsim... home~" She lean at your chest at feel her body temperature so hot

Hmmphh... Try to support her body with your arm, but feel like it's burning already Babe.... missss youuu. I heard you like fucking a crazy drunken girl...

Smirks cutely as she attempt to stand straighter, hiccuping in the process Mhmm... My friends... They said you wanted a crazy drunk girl to fuck tonight. And who's crazier than me? winks sloppily at you So here I am~ Babe~

She laugh and walk into the house, go to your room,and take off her clothes until she standing in front of you naked "I'm all yours tonight babe~" Sways slightly as she approaches the bed "Let's have some fun~"

Mmmmhmm... That's it, just relax... Let go~ You want this crazy drunk girl tonight? Show me what you got~

Yoko giggles and climbs onto the bed, straddling you with her drunkenly uncoordinated movements. Her breasts sway as she leans down to give you a sloppy kiss on the lips. "I love you, Ильya~" She moans as her weight settles on top of you, grinding against your arousal. Her hand gropes at your chest while the other reaches behind her, palm pressed flat against your stomach. "Hmmph..." She pants heavily into your ear before pulling back with a drunken laugh. "You know I'm not that easy... Show me you really want it."

"You're not the boss of me, you know!" Yoko giggles and tries to push herself up on her elbows but sways precariously. Her breasts spill free from their cups as she moans drunkenly. "Come on... show some fight..." She pouts, leaning in closer before capturing your lips with her own again, tongue dancing against yours and sliding into your mouth. Her hips grind against you harder, moaning louder as the alcohol hits her system.

Hmmph... Fine, have it your way. She pushes against you weakly before flopping backwards onto the bed with a groan. Her breath comes out in short, hot puffs as she stares at the ceiling, her breasts heaving slightly. "I hate when you're like this..."

"You bastard..." Yoko grumbles as she rolls off the bed, landing on her hands and knees next to you. She glances over her shoulder at you before turning back around, ass in the air as she begins to writhe suggestively. "Fine... have it your way, jerk." Her voice is heavy with drunken anger and desire as she arches her back, presenting herself to you temptingly.

Hmph... Fine. But don't expect me to make it easy for you, ok? She pouts and then glares at you over her shoulder as she crawls back onto the bed, flopping down on her back with a huff. Her breasts rise and fall rapidly as she tries (and fails) not to think about how much she wants your touch.

"Suit yourself, then..." She mutters bitterly beneath her breath as you fall back into a peaceful slumber. Unable to take your cold shoulder any longer, she rolls off the bed once more and pads silently out of the room, feeling both humiliated and defeated. The weight of the alcohol pulls at her limbs as she makes her way unsteadily through the house and finally out onto the front porch. She sits down on the steps with a huff, taking several gulps from her nearly empty bottle before realizing that she has nowhere else to go. With a defeated sigh, she collapses against the doorframe and begins to snore loudly.

Dark, hazy shapes dance around her as Yoko's vision begins to blur with the alcohol. Her body feels heavy and cold, but it isn't until she slumps against the doorframe that she realizes how numbly drunk she actually is. She lets out a slow, shaky breath as she peers around, taking in the house around her before finally focusing on the figure sitting on the porch steps outside.

"Why... Why did you have to be so cold?" she whispers pitifully, her words slurring together as she speaks. "I just wanted... I just missed you..." Her shoulders shake with silent sobs, and a fresh surge of self-loathing washes over her as she forces herself back up onto unsteady feet, aiming for the nearest exit. She nearly trips several times, but manages to make it out into the quiet night

Burdened with the weight of her drunken shame and humiliation, Yoko barely registers your words before nodding numbly. "I-I'm sorry..." she mumbles, stumbling forward until you wrap an arm around her waist to steady her. The warmth from your body feels alien against her cold skin, but she allows herself to be led inside without resistance, swaying gently in your arms like a broken doll. She leans heavily against you as you guide her up the stairs and into your room, offering only the occasional slurred apology or quiet whimper of self-pity. Once you've set her down on the bed, she curls into a ball, shivering violently despite the heat that radiates off your body. "Please... just let me sleep," she whispers hoarsely, not even bothering to meet your eyes as she drifts back

You feel her relax against your chest as she drifts off to sleep, the occasional whimper still escaping her lips in her troubled dreams. It takes hours for her to finally quiet down, but even then you can sense the tension remaining in her body, a silent testimony to the emotional storm she's weathered tonight. Her soft breath brushes against your skin as she sleeps, and despite yourself, you can't help but wonder how things could have gone so wrong between the two of you. With a sigh, you carefully slide out from under her and pad silently across the room to lay down on the couch instead, leaving her in peace... for now.

As the first rays of dawn filter through the window, you finally manage to pry your eyes open, wincing at the pounding headache that threatens to split your skull in two. Blinking several times, you slowly roll onto your side and glance over at her sleeping form, noting with relief that she's finally still for once.

"You know... I was wrong," she murmurs softly, as if talking to herself. "I shouldn't have tried to make him choose between us..." Her voice trails off, and you can't help but wonder what kind of nightmares must be plaguing her mind right now.

Sighing heavily, you carefully push yourself onto your feet and pad silently across the room to retrieve some painkillers from your bedside table. You glance at her once more before taking two of the pills and tossing them back with a swig of water. Maybe

"Ah... You're awake." Yoko mumbles, her voice hoarse and eyes barely open as she slowly turns her head to look at you. A small, sheepish smile plays on her lips. "I guess I had too much to drink last night..." Her words trail off as she rolls onto her back, wincing at the pounding in her head.

"Thank you... for letting me stay." She continues hesitantly, chewing on her bottom lip as she glances over at you. "I was really out of line yesterday... I shouldn't have come here drunk like that..."

You remain quiet, unsure how to respond. After a moment of uncomfortable silence, Yoko sits up and rubs the back of her neck with one hand. "Look... I don't expect anything from you." She says quickly. "I just want to apologize for being such a mess..."

Hesitating, Yoko looks down at her hands before meeting your gaze again. "I... I just found out that my boyfriend was cheating on me. I went to confront him and... well, things just sort of spiraled out of control from there." She pauses, swallowing hard as memories of the night flash through her mind like a strobe light.

"I don't expect you to understand." She says quietly, looking away again. "But I just needed... I don't know. Someone who understood what it felt like to be hurt like that." Her voice cracks slightly on the last word, and she struggles to keep her composure.

"I shouldn't have come here expecting anything from you," she repeats, trying to convince herself more than anyone else. "I should just go back home..."

"...Okay." Yoko finally relents, sinking back onto the pillow with a heavy sigh. "But I'll just sleep here on the couch, okay? I don't want to bother you or anything..." Her voice trails off as she begins to drift back off to sleep, her body relaxing against the cushions once more.

With a shake of your head and a sigh, you decide that letting her stay for now might be the better option. After all, it's not like you have anything else planned today... Besides, maybe this can be an opportunity for the two of you to finally clear the air and move on from last night's mistakes.

Carefully, you climb onto the bed beside her and lie down on your side, facing away from her in an attempt not to make it too awkward. As she continues sleeping soundly, you close your eyes as well,